These players are more cunning than cunning

Chapter 1131 Jiusui Enlightenment, the True Identity of the Mysterious Man

Kyushu.

Yesterday's Forest.

Colorful and lush flowers cover the ground.

The painter, his wife and daughter were enjoying the cool air in the garden.

"Mom, mom, I want to play with the blacksmith sister named Jiumuqing today."

"Hey? Didn't that old man from the bottle dance well yesterday?"

“It always feels weird.”

"Ok."

The gentle and virtuous wife and daughter were chatting and playing happily.

Whether it is the Pingcun Immortal who is dancing, Jiumuqing who is responsible for making children's toys, or the farmer Jiusui who is working in the fields.
These people were captured and painted after several previous battles in various places.

The heroic figure of Pingcun Immortal Venerable in battle has been forever imprinted in someone's painting.

“And today, there should be more painters.”

The corner of the painter's mouth raised a hint of smile, and suddenly, there was a violent vibration in the sky above the entire Kyushu world.

It seemed as if a brutal war had started somewhere, and even the distant world of Kyushu in the heavens and myriad realms felt the vibration.

It was as if a huge sun rose in the starry bubble world!

That is the fairyland.

Some weak worlds don’t even know the coordinates of the fairyland, but at this moment all civilizations can feel the location of the fairyland.

These high and mighty immortals finally couldn't help but fight!
Fight.

Fight.

In this way, we can capture their information, structure, magical powers, the operating principles of magic, and the subtle structure of their bodies.
"Today is my birthday."

The painter picked up his brush and scroll and carefully painted an ancient image of a battle.

"But it's your birthday."

"Ten thousand beasts, the end of the law, the refining cauldron, the dark cauldron, the mountains, the muddy yellow."

He read out the names one by one.

Countless dotted lines, solid lines, and precise combinations together form a delicate fractal structure. The entire painting is constantly changing, as if some kind of deduction is taking place.

"Daddy." At this time, the little girl came over, looked at the scroll and asked curiously, "Is this my new playmate?"

"Yes."

The painter smiled and touched the girl's head. Countless complex logical calculations flashed through his eyes, and he thought to himself:
"Inciting a bloody war between the two worlds, painting these immortals is already a great victory. Although they know that I am painting them, they have no choice but to expose themselves."

This was originally an open conspiracy.

For the Immortal Lords, conspiracies cannot be calculated, especially since they themselves have great luck.

The only right way is to conduct transactions openly and honestly, with me helping you and you helping me.

"The strength of the two worlds' immortal masters and their profound background are not something I can interfere with."

"After all, even if I have been preparing for tens of millions of years, my foundation is still too weak compared to the two worlds that are booming."

"Unless, we also had an immortal to back us up in prehistoric times."

His thoughts fell on the disappeared Jiusui, and he murmured, "If it weren't for the one guarding the city gate watching, I really wouldn't have known that you escaped to the past."

"But, Jiusui, I am the one who knows you better than you know yourself."

"Don't let me down. Go and become the future Immortal Lord and the immortal god of the Kyushu civilization."

There are no years in prehistory.

Jiusui traveled through different time periods time and time again. On the timeline, Jiusui saw all kinds of strange scenes in the world and gained enlightenment.

He studied the fifteen great ways of this era and cultivated them all to the level of a perfect immortal.

"Perfect Immortal, so fast."

Wei showed a hint of surprise, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his hands folded across his chest, and said proudly: "Everyone knows that the fifth immortal in this world will be in the future."

"But I don't know that in this era, some unproven unpopular roads also need to be proven through special media."

"Practice the Ten Perfect Dharmas in the future and return to this era to attain enlightenment."

"So, could it be you?"

Wei's eyes showed a hint of coldness, "Forget it, I'll help you again, I hope that the guy in the future is not wrong in his judgment."

After saying that, Wei stretched out his finger and clicked hard, and endless insights into the great principles and laws rushed into his mind.

In an instant, the majestic rhyme of Tao and the laws of heaven and earth killed Jiusui and turned him into an ashes again.

"Living towards death is the key to proving this truth, and only someone with special qualifications like you has the chance to prove it."

Jiusui's brain was buzzing and she fell into an unprecedented state of enlightenment.

Nature, can you think?

The rain will think about how fast it falls to the earth?

Or will Thunder think about what kind of split pattern he wants to use to cut through the sky?
will not.

Not at all.

Rules don't think.

Rules are rules.

The immortals of later generations mastered the Tao and became individuals.

The prehistoric immortals became the Tao and transformed into celestial phenomena.

If I want to become an Immortal Lord, it is not necessary to realize the Tao, but to open up the Tao, to become the Tao and create a Tao that has not yet been fully formed in this universe.

Go find this seed, perfect it, and attain enlightenment.

Rather than achieving enlightenment in later generations.

Then, I will forget how to think and become a natural phenomenon.

Wei's eyes were filled with an inexplicable brilliance: "Heaven and earth, nature, life and death, reincarnation, on this stage, I hope you can comprehend some good power."

"You can have your epiphany here. It's almost time. I'm leaving now."

"There are some things I have to do, so I can't be with you. I don't think you are a good kid who needs company and is afraid of loneliness."

Wei spoke calmly and turned to leave.

Three thousand years later, Wei returned again.

Although he was originally young, he looked a little weathered and seemed to have entered middle age.

Time may not leave marks on him, but suffering and hard work will leave marks on his body.

He would come here occasionally to take a look, ignoring Jiusui who was deep in enlightenment and seclusion, and chat about the future.

Tell this fellow Taoist about your ideals.

Talking about one's own dreams shows how boring this boring era is, with seemingly infinite possibilities but monopolized.

A thousand years later.

Jiusui was in the cycle of life and death, and the terrifying stream of Dao rhyme consciousness washed over him crazily. This was a dangerous epiphany that had already put him at risk of death.

But it is inevitable death, hundreds of deaths, thousands of deaths, and a horrific disaster of surviving death again and again!
If he wasn't the unprecedentedly strong and obsessive Ghost King
He died the first time.

Jiusui even became more and more proficient in his strong obsession, and death and rebirth became his main theme.

Ten thousand years later, Wei came back again.

He succeeded, he finally achieved enlightenment and became an immortal.

In addition, the special virus in Jiusui was used to create a terrifying disaster timeline.

The Life Immortal at that time failed to supervise properly and was poisoned to death by him as the Immortal of that branch of timeline.

He completely dominated the world, ascended the throne as the new fourth supreme immortal, and called on a group of other immortals to rebel against the three great immortals.

He wants to be a hero!
This era is really rotten.

Lian Jiusui did not answer, but pondered in seclusion:

'This prehistoric human race wants to create an infinite future for future generations, but future generations will envy the splendor and grandeur of this era.'

'People always hate their hometown.'

"But I didn't know that there was no freedom on either side. I couldn't relax wherever I went."

Wei has always been kind and charitable. During his growth, he intentionally helped some geniuses hide themselves to avoid becoming another Jiumuqing.

At the same time, it also invests in unpopular holy positions, Jiusui is just one of them.

With his skills at his disposal, he successfully helped break through the four immortals: wind, thunder, magnetism, and ice.

In fact, if the three great immortals and others had not taken action against Jiumuqing and others, this group of immortals would have appeared long ago. The three great immortals did not want more immortals to divide the cake of the era. Capturing Jiumuqing and others was not only to keep them as dogs, but also to stifle their talents.

But he, as the fourth supreme immortal, still has to walk with difficulty and is treading on thin ice. He has set off a crazy storm on the multi-dimensional timeline and is leading the change!

Another day.

Wei returned to the thatched hut where Jiusui was in seclusion and drank with Jiusui who was sitting cross-legged in practice.

The heavy pressure made him extremely tired, and his hair turned white. "It's strange. You may have lived for thousands of lives. I thought you were going to die. Can you really complete that step?"

"However, you are naturally tainted with a trace of the law. You are a variant of the times. You are lucky, otherwise you would not have achieved this level."

"Only you can prove it."

Another three thousand years later.

Wei sighed and said, "The three great immortals asked me, will humans attack celestial phenomena?"

“The history of mankind is a history of constant disasters.”

"They are disasters themselves. People only fear disasters and try to avoid them, just like predicting earthquakes, heavy rains, and hailstorms."

"But no one has ever resented earthquakes. Countless people die in various natural disasters every minute and every second. Only I, who am ridiculous, would blame natural disasters and even want to take revenge on them."

He paused, and continued to elaborate on his ideas.
"But isn't the history of mankind a history of resistance against nature? The three great immortals, they have crossed the line."

"I will never allow such pathetic people as Jiumuqing to be born again."

Another thousand years.

Wei often came back to drink and talk to him about the situation in the world. His imperial majesty became more and more intense, and he became more and more tired.

"The whole court is the enemy, the whole court is the enemy!"

Wei was already an old man with a haggard face, his heart was lonely, melancholy and fragile, and he drank the wine.

He read: "I have waited too long. Now, it is time for the final battle. This battle is destined to be lost."

"I will meet my destined death."

"Because countless monks have passed through my life path, my true growth experience has long been covered and distorted."

"You never appeared in my previous life growing up."

"You are also one of the paradoxes who interfered with my youth, middle age, and old age. When I was young, I sponsored an extra genius, and that was you."

"Who will help me? Who will help me? Maybe in the future, if there is someone from outer space to help me, I won't necessarily lose."

"Have you written down my story? The Biography of the Human Immortal?"

“I didn’t write it down.”

"Haha, if you don't write, I'll write it. It's just writing it again. Don't you want to?"

Wei flipped through the book of immortals and hesitated for a moment on the last blank page. Then he picked up his pen and dipped it in ink and wrote:
[When will I return to my hometown? I hope that my people will have their own laws and ways, and see that this moment is my true self.]

He put down his pen and stood for a moment:
"I know you are obsessed with surviving, but the world will always make it impossible for you to survive."

"Kid, help me one more time." He turned and left the door.

By the time he went out, Wei's expression had returned to normal and he looked at the several immortals waiting at the door.

"Let's go," he chanted, "For the sake of our future children, for the sake of the infinite future, I will kill them all."

After saying this, he disappeared in the wind and snow.

This day was just like that day in the past. The ancestor of mankind left in the wind and snow. It was dusk.

Jiusui was silent, feeling a sense of déjà vu.

Jiusui seemed to remember something and looked up at the sky.

He suddenly remembered that in his distant childhood, when he was a child hiding under a tree in the wilderness, a pair of warm hands stroked his forehead, placed him in a small hut, and taught him to study.

Then the man left again and again, and each time he left in a hurry.

Hundreds of years later, I encountered him again and again and discovered his immortality. Occasionally, I foresaw myself and he talked about his ideals with me.

I witnessed the growth, pain, dreams, everything in the life of the ancestor of mankind, and eventually his fall. The failed ancestor of mankind died in history, but after his death he has been waiting for me, waiting for me to take over his torch and lead the times.

"So it really is you, Renzu."

"You come to change my obsession again, or rather, you who guard the city gate have been waiting for me in the future."

Jiusui opened his eyes after countless births and deaths, and sighed, "You, you won't let me go, can't you even escape from here?"

"Maybe I had a premonition, so I didn't want to face it and kept hiding." Jiusui looked up, the starry sky of the multi-dimensional timeline was dotted with stars, and a majestic and vast feeling came towards him.

"When I go, I will be invincible and unbeatable."

In the distance, the voice was left behind, but the person had disappeared:

"That man didn't help me. He was already free, but he promised me that he would find someone to help me. He chose you. My protagonist."

"So, he drew a future me and asked me to meet you." At this moment, Wei's figure seemed to overlap with that of the human ancestor who rebelled against the times and then fell in the pseudo-human era, the staggering old man.

Rumble!
The obsession changed again invisibly.

"Forget it, forget it, if it's you." The ten avenues on Jiusui's body seemed to have undergone some drastic changes and began to cycle madly.

Various attributes began to flow, and in the rapid rotation, it seemed as if the colorful light flowed into one color.

The ten attributes seemed to have completely disappeared in the cycle, transforming into the same law, becoming a single-line law immortal.

"My life is destined to be a life of hard work."

"I hope that one day I will really die, usher in eternal death and an eternal vacation."

An unprecedented and horrifying transformation is happening to Jiusui.

(End of this chapter)